A Rose By Any Other Name
Georgia
Not so many years from now,they'll place my weary bones in the ground.At least there won't be a blank pageIn the chapters that precede my fate.For I danced upon the earth and the seasAnd now it's just you and me.As we laugh about the birds and the bees,My memory is fading away.I am shaken but not stirred.Maybe I am going insaneAnd everybody sees it but me.The Americans need God, like Georgia needs the rainAt least that's what the preachers say.I've started several fires,Some are burning bright today.
From Letras Mania